It was late at night and everyone was in bed or ready for bed.

"Dear gods I think I'm in love!" Zarkon said.

Elara was sitting up bed cradling Delilah, and her ears perked up in annoyance at what he just said.

"Excuse me?" She hissed.

"Not like that! Just look!" Zarkon said, showing her something on a holopad.

"What in bloody hell is that?!" Elara asked, genuinely disgusted.

"It's a chihuahua! It's adorable!" Zarkon said.

"You're kidding right?" Elara asked.

"No!" Zarkon argued.

"That thing is the most hated dog on Earth!" Elara said.

"How!?" Zarkon gasped.

"Look at it! It looks like it wants to kill you in your sleep!" Elara said, she had no idea how he could like a little demon like that.

"And you chose two puppies who will to be as big as horses?!" Zarkon asked.

"They're called gentle giants for a reason!" Elara protested.

"And what are they called?" Zarkon asked.

"Demon dogs!" Elara snapped.

"Ugh the audacity of you!" Zarkon growled.

"How about one of these?" She said, pulling up an image of a big wrinkle puppy.

"What is that?" Zarkon asked.

"That's a wolf dog puppy." Elara said.

"It's more beautiful than anyone I've ever met..." Zarkon quietly gasped.

"Well screw you too!" Elara snapped at his low-key insult.

"What did I say?" He asked, oblivious to what came out of his mouth.

"Way to play dumb Zarkon!" She growled and stormed off to put Delilah in her nursery.

"I will never understand that woman... It's been centuries and I still can't even pin down her favorite song..."